Death Awaits Around The Corner

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    Death Awaits Around The Corner

    in and out
    flow motion circles
    whirling colors
    endless swirls

    never ending
    enterprises
    big ones, small ones
    all undone

    slowly now
    the night breathes cool air

    now the circle's finally broken
    open up the nightmare shell

    a cry as of someone slowly dying
    death grips tighter with each grasp

    finally now
    the last gasp echoes
    faintly through the death filled air

    death awaits 'round the corner
    finely drawn unto your scent

    fix it now
    for all years stopping
    slowly as it comes to pass

    in and out
    flow motion circles
    whirling colors
    endless swirls

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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